Eiffel Tower Views & Luxury: Hotel Ares Paris - Unforgettable Stay!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive HEADFIRST into the Parisian dreamscape that is the Hotel Ares Paris. Forget the polished brochures and the flawless Instagram feeds. I'm talking raw, unfiltered me. This is my experience, and trust me, it was… an experience. Let's get real, shall we?
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First off, the location. I mean, Eiffel Tower Views & Luxury? They weren't kidding. From my room (more on that later), the Eiffel Tower wasn't just there, it was practically in my goddamn room. You could practically reach out and touch it. (Okay, maybe not, but the feeling was that close.) You're talking serious Parisian postcard material. Getting around was a breeze – the hotel offered airport transfers, which, after a transatlantic flight, is a GODSEND. They also had a taxi service and a car park, and, bonus, free car park if you’re lucky, but honestly, Paris is best explored on foot or by taxi anyway.
Accessibility: Alright, this is important. I'm not personally a wheelchair user, but I checked this out specifically because I KNOW how important it is. The hotel does have facilities for disabled guests, an elevator, and they generally seem to be doing their best. But I'm not going to pretend to be an expert on universal accessibility; I'd strongly recommend checking with the hotel directly to get specifics based on YOUR needs. (I noticed they seem to have a ramp, so take that for what you will)
Rooms & Comfort (a Stream of Consciousness): Okay, so the room. My room. Let's just say, I was not disappointed. They had everything. Seriously. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!, which is, like, a requirement of modern life. The obligatory air conditioning, obviously. A mini-bar (essential for those late-night cravings), a coffee/tea maker (because priorities), and even a complimentary tea! Then there was the in-room safe box, a daily housekeeping, and a desk, even. The bed? Oh. My. God. The bed was seriously comfy. Extra long bed. I'd say it was one of those nights you get a good nights sleep, finally. And the blackout curtains? Forget jetlag; I was sleeping like, well, a baby! They also have non-smoking rooms, which, as a non-smoker I appreciate. And an alarm clock. I mean, who uses those anymore? But it was there. Just in case.
The bathroom, now THAT was a highlight. The separate shower/bathtub situation was on point, with toiletries that actually smelled good. Bathrobes and slippers? Yes, please! I swear, when I'm staying somewhere fancy, the little things make a HUGE difference. And if my memory serves, the hair dryer was actually decent, not the underpowered wimpy ones you get at some hotels… Yes! The extra long bed, OMG, I'm still dreaming about it. The pillows….pure heaven. And, of course, the Eiffel Tower view. I. Could. Not. Get. Enough. Seriously, I spent a good hour just staring at the damn thing, completely and utterly mesmerized. The soundproofing was also excellent; Paris is a noisy city, but I could barely hear a peep from outside. Perfect for the peace and quiet.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: The breakfast buffet was, well, a buffet. But a good one! There were various foods available - Asian breakfast, Western breakfast, etc. I opted for the Western breakfast, it was great. The coffee shop was cute. I made a quick trip to the snack bar, for a quick bite. The bar was a nice spot, the selection of alcohol was superb. And the restaurants (plural!), had an a la carte situation, with international cuisine and even vegetarian restaurant options. There are also some restaurants which offer Asian cuisine, for those who love it. I didn't try everything, obviously, but I did gorge myself on the croissants. You know, for "research." The room service [24-hour], was a lifesaver after a long day of sightseeing, though I'll admit the prices were a tad steep (but hey, it's Paris). There's a poolside bar, which I didn't utilise much…
Ways to Relax (Spa & Wellness - because Paris is exhausting!): Okay, okay, the spa. This is where things got… interesting. It's a "spa/sauna". Now, I'm generally a fan of relaxation. And this place had a swimming pool (an outdoor one, even!), a sauna, a steamroom, and a gym/fitness. They even had a foot bath (which I admit I was too chicken to try) and offered massages, body wraps, and body scrubs. I went for a massage. And let me tell you, after all that walking and croissant consumption, MY. BACK. NEEDED. IT. The masseuse, she was a pro, and melted away all my tension. The pool with view was worth every penny of it. The fitness center also looked pretty decent, but I was too busy eating pastries (no regrets!), so I skipped it.
Cleanliness & Safety (Important Stuff, Sadly): Okay, let's get real. In these strange times, this is crucial. The hotel seemed to take this very seriously. Loads of hand sanitizer everywhere, and the staff were masked up. They had anti-viral cleaning products, rooms sanitized between stays, and daily disinfection in common areas. They also offered room sanitization opt-out available, which is cool. They actually talk about professional-grade sanitizing services and the staff are trained in safety protocol. I saw staff trained in safety protocol, which is reassuring. The safe dining setup was also good. They had individually-wrapped food options, cashless payment service, and a doctor/nurse on call. The front desk [24-hour] was also great.
Services and Conveniences (the Little Things That Matter): These guys really thought of everything! They have a concierge, who was super helpful with restaurant recommendations and tour bookings. There's a daily housekeeping, a dry cleaning, etc. They offer luggage storage, a currency exchange, a facilities for disabled guests, and even a shrine and smoking area. They have a gift/souvenir shop. I saw meeting/banquet facilities -- so if you need a location for a business meeting (with a view, I guess?), it's available. Plus, a terrace, which is perfect for sipping a glass of wine (which is what I did). Definitely a doorman.
For the Kids & Family Friendly! While I wasn't traveling with kids on this trip, I did notice that the Hotel Ares really tries to focus on families. They have babysitting service, family/child friendly settings, plus kids meal.
Other Stuff I Noticed (The Random Bits): They have CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property. There's a fire extinguisher, smoke alarms, and security [24-hour]. You could check check-in/out [express], and the check-in/out was an easy process! They offer a valet parking. They have Wi-Fi for special events, plus meeting stationery.
The Imperfections (Because Nothing's Perfect): Okay, the truth? The elevator was a teensy bit slow at times. And, look, Paris is expensive. Expect to pay for those luxurious touches, but that is what is luxury!
My Overall Verdict: The Hotel Ares Paris is a winner. It's luxurious, it's convenient, and it has those views. It's the kind of place you can actually RELAX in, which is a rarity when you're on a trip like this. It is an amazing hotel, the best place to stay.
My Offer for YOU (because you deserve it!)
Book your Parisian Escape NOW and get 15% off your stay at the Hotel Ares Paris! This offer includes:
- Guaranteed Eiffel Tower view room (subject to availability - don't miss out!)
- Complimentary breakfast for two (including those irresistible croissants!)
- Free Wi-Fi (because, duh!)
- Access to the spa and pool (because you deserve to be pampered!)
But wait, there's more! Book BEFORE [Date - A reasonably short deadline] and receive a complimentary bottle of French wine upon arrival. This is my personal recommendation for a luxury vacation.
Why book with this offer? Because you want the Paris experience, not just the postcard. You want to wake up to that view, unwind in
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into my slightly chaotic Parisian adventure! This is no pristine brochure itinerary, folks. This is the messy, glorious reality of a trip fueled by bad coffee, questionable decisions, and a whole lotta "Ooh la la!"
My Absolutely Unreliable "Plan" (Hotel Ares Eiffel Paris)
Day 1: Arrival & The Eiffel Tower Panic
- Morning (7:00 AM - God, I Hate Mornings): Landed in Charles de Gaulle. Immigration? A breeze. Finding my way to the RER B? Absolute chaos. I swear, I saw a mime steal a baguette. Okay, maybe that was the jet lag talking. Dragged my suitcase (which, by the way, is now christened "The Beast") towards Hotel Ares Eiffel. The promise of a real bed was my driving force.
- Mid-Morning (10:00 AM - Check-in & Room Revelations): Hotel Ares Eiffel: Finally! Check-in was blessedly smooth, though the receptionist’s perfect French made me feel like a cavewoman. Got to my room… and it was… nice. Okay, more than nice! Tiny, but charming. I had a teeny-tiny balcony overlooking a not-so-teeny-tiny courtyard where I had a strong urge to just hang out, stare, and think…about nothing. This, I decided, was the perfect spot to recover from The Beast's journey.
- Afternoon (1:00 PM - The Eiffel Tower Debacle): Okay, here's where things got interesting. Eiffel Tower. Iconic. Mandatory. Pre-booked tickets, the smart thing to do, right? Well, I did the "smart" thing and then promptly lost the confirmation email in the email abyss. Spent a solid hour searching, panicked, sweating, and muttering curses in a language that may or may not be considered English. Eventually cobbled together a printout from my hotel! (Victory!)
- Later: The Eiffel Tower itself? Breathtaking. Absolutely. But! The crowds! The selfie sticks! The sheer number of people trying to sell me… things! It was a sensory overload. I actually ended up on a little bench, just watching the hordes of tourists… and feeling mildly overwhelmed.
- Evening (7:00 PM - Dinner & Existential Questions): Found a tiny, slightly-hidden bistro near the hotel. Ordered the "steak frites" because, well, Paris, right? It was okay. The wine, though? Divine. Sat there, watching the locals, feeling a strange mix of "I belong here" and "what the hell am I doing here?" My inner monologue was a full-blown philosophical debate. Finished the meal with a creme brulee that I swear, was the best thing I've ever put in my mouth. Then, a long, slow walk back to the hotel, the city lights twinkling like a million tiny diamonds.
Day 2: Art, Baguettes & the Lost Passport Scare
- Morning (9:00 AM - Coffee and the "Art Adventure"): Ah, yes. The coffee at the hotel…let's be generous and call it "weak brew." Fueled up on croissant and butter (because, again, Paris) and set out for the Louvre. The Louvre! OMG.
- Louvre (10:30 AM - Chaos, Beauty, and the Mona Lisa's Smirk): The Louvre. Okay, so I had this grand plan. Map, pre-selected highlights, the whole shebang. Didn't work. At all. Got lost almost immediately. Spent an hour just wandering, getting slightly dizzy. Eventually, I found the Mona Lisa. She's… small. But her smile? Captivating. The crowds, however, were not. I joined the queue and eventually saw her, but the whole experience was a little too commercial for me.
- Lunch (1:00 PM - Baguettes & the Joy of Bread): Escaped the Louvre, my brain fried. Found a little bakery, bought a baguette the size of my arm. Ate half of it on the street like a total tourist. Bliss. The bread in Paris is a religious experience. Period.
- Afternoon (3:00 PM - The Panic…The Dread…The Passport!): Back at the hotel, I decided to organize my bag. And… my passport. Gone. Vanished. Squeak! My heart rate went through the roof. Started to panic. Rummaged through every pocket, every crevice, every damn inch of my suitcase. Nothing. I was convinced I'd lost it somewhere in the Louvre! Imagined myself trapped in Paris, forever, as a stateless person.
- Later…The Revelation: After what felt like an eternity, I found it. Under a pile of (unread) tour pamphlets. The relief was intense. I spent the next hour hugging my passport, apologizing profusely.
- Evening (7:00 PM - A Calm Meal: Pizza): Decided to go with Pizza to avoid the cultural overload and the overthinking. A calm meal.
Day 3: Montmartre Madness & That Damn Suitcase
- Morning (10:00 AM - Montmartre Morning): Decided to get a little different. Went to Montmartre. Walked up the steps. The Sacré-Cœur Basilica was impressive. The view of Paris was incredible. But, the artists, the tourists, the… "street performers" (who, let's be honest, were mostly hustlers). It was a lot.
- Later (12:00 PM): Found a little café, tucked away on a side street. Had a crepe. Nutella. Heaven. Started drawing in my notebook. It was my favorite moment of the trip so far. Slow. Simple. Quiet.
- Afternoon (2:00 PM - Shopping and the Suitcase Returns): Checked out of the hotel and stored my suitcase (The Beast) in the storage room. I went to a little shopping.
- Evening (4:00 PM - Airport Anxiety): Caught the RER B back to the airport and found my way to the gate.
- Evening (7:00 PM - Back to the Real World): On the flight, the trip was over.
My Honest Thoughts:
- Hotel Ares Eiffel: Great location, small but charming rooms, and the staff was lovely even though I was a walking disaster most of the time. I give them a solid 8/10.
- Paris, Overall: A beautiful, chaotic, frustrating, and utterly unforgettable city. I cried at the beauty, I cussed at the crowds, and I’m already dreaming of going back… once I recover from the emotional rollercoaster.
- The Beast (My Suitcase): Still a beast. But we survived.
This, my friends, is just a snapshot. A messy, opinionated, and definitely incomplete snapshot of my Parisian adventure. I hope you enjoyed the ride. I’m still reeling from it. And already planning my return. À bientôt, Paris!
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Hotel Ares Paris: Eiffel Tower Views & (Maybe) Unforgettable Chaos! - Your FAQs, Rambling Edition
Okay, so... Eiffel Tower View rooms. WORTH IT? Like, actually? Because the price tag...
Alright, listen. The Eiffel Tower view? It's... *sigh*... It's complicated. On paper? Absolutely. Picture this: you wake up, bleary-eyed, and BAM! The Iron Lady is right there, sparkling at you. Pure, Insta-worthy gold. I *almost* cried the first morning. Almost. Then the coffee machine exploded (more on that later). So, is it worth the, let's be honest, *mortgage-level* price hike? Probably, *probably* yes. It depends on your priorities. If you're on a budget, yeah, hard pass. But if you've saved up, if you want a memory you can practically *taste*... then take the plunge. Just... temper your expectations. Parisian plumbing is not known for its reliability. And the pigeons? Oh, *the pigeons*... (We'll get to them.)
What's actually IN the "Luxury" part of the Hotel Ares? Are we talking ridiculously fluffy robes and someone hand-feeding me grapes? (Please say yes.)
Okay, so the "luxury"… it's... *relative*. The robes? Fluffy, yes. Like, sink-into-them-and-forget-all-your-problems fluffy. Grapes? Ah, a cruel dream. No hand-feeding of grapes. (Though, to be fair, I'm not sure how I'd feel about that. Slightly awkward, probably.) The "luxury" leans more towards… good design. It's stylish, clean, generally well-appointed. The bed was incredibly comfortable, which, after a full day of climbing stairways and dodging scooters, is a godsend. They *did* have a Nespresso machine (before it met its unfortunate fate, mentioned above). And the staff? Generally lovely. Not hand-feeding-grapes-lovely, but helpful and polite. Sometimes. There's a certain Parisian... *je ne sais quoi*. Sometimes it translates to charm. Sometimes it translates to mild indifference. You roll with it.
Tell me EVERYTHING about the balconies/windows with the view. Are they, like, actual balconies you can *stand* on?
Alright, pay attention, because this is CRUCIAL. The balconies are... *petite*. Let's call them "standing platforms of contemplation." You can definitely stand on them, but don't expect a sprawling terrace. And, oh, the view. It's breathtaking. Literally. Because you'll be holding your breath, praying you don't drop your phone. Seriously, though, it's stunning. You can see the Eiffel Tower up close and personal – like, you could almost *touch* it... if you had a ridiculously long selfie stick. I spent hours out there, even though it was freezing. Worth it. Just watch out for the aforementioned pigeons. They are relentless. I swear, one tried to steal my croissant. (They're clearly well-fed.)
The Breakfast! Is it worth dragging myself out of bed for, or should I just hit up a boulangerie down the street?
The breakfast… This is a tricky one. Okay, here’s the deal: The breakfast *is* good. It’s got the usual suspects: croissants (thank GOD), pain au chocolat (yes!), fresh fruit (yes!), eggs, bacon, yogurt, etc. It's a decent spread. But here's the thing: it’s not magical. It's not, like, the best breakfast *ever*. And, crucially, it’s a buffet. I’m not a huge fan of buffets, generally. My natural gluttonous tendencies take over, and I end up with a plate piled so high, I'm embarrassed. Also, getting out of bed in the morning for anything is a monumental task for me. So, if you’re a breakfast person, go for it. If you like sleeping in, go hit a boulangerie. You won't be disappointed! That said, the coffee was decent.
What about the location? How easy is it to get around the city? Is it near the Eiffel Tower? (Duh.)
The location? PERFECT. Seriously. It's a few blocks from the Eiffel Tower! Like, a *comfortable* walk. Which, trust me, is a huge bonus after you've consumed a significant amount of pastries. You can practically *smell* the crepes being cooked. Plus, there's a metro station nearby, so you can zip around the city like a local (sort of… I still managed to get on the wrong train once or twice). It’s in a nice, safe-feeling area. Lots of cafes, restaurants, and shops. You're central to everything. It’s a well-placed launchpad for Parisian adventures.
Okay, be honest... what were the *biggest* downsides, the things that made you want to scream into a pillow at 3 AM?
Alright, deep breath. Here comes the honesty bomb. First, the coffee machine incident. You'd think a five-star hotel would have a coffee machine that, you know, functions. Nope. Within an hour of my arrival, it went rogue. Explosions, steam, coffee grounds everywhere. (The cleaning lady was incredibly sweet, though.) Second, the pigeons. They are *relentless*. They don’t care about your carefully curated Instagram feed. They’ll swoop down the second your back is turned and try to steal anything remotely edible. A croissant, a breadstick, your dignity… I swear I saw one eyeing up my lipstick. Third, the elevators. They're tiny. And slow. And sometimes, they just… stop. (Thankfully, I didn't get stuck. But it was a recurring source of anxiety.) Fourth, and this is a weirdly specific one: the lighting. It was dim. I like bright rooms, but the lack of light made me feel like I was living in a cave. I spent half my time squinting. AND finally (and this wasn't hotel specific, but it did affect my experience), the sheer volume of crowds. Paris, in peak season, is a *vortex* of people. It got a little exhausting after a while. So, yeah, the downsides. Plenty of them. But the Eiffel Tower view? It kinda makes you forget all the little annoyances. Kinda.
Is it kid-friendly? Seriously asking.
Kid-friendly… Hmmm. It depends on your kids. The rooms are quite spacious, and they did have a crib available upon request. The staff seemed fine with kids, I saw them interacting with little kids, but I didn't see any of them going above and beyond. There's no dedicated kids' club or anything like that, so I'dHotel Hide Aways
